Since I started this blog I have been trying to write it chronologically, so that the order of the posts reflects my rather erratic route round South America – a route which the observant may have noticed bears little resemblance to my original concept of getting south as quickly as possible and then heading due north, roughly following the line of the Andes. (more…)
It’s hard to know where to start describing Antarctica (and South Georgia and the Falklands: I ended up on a 20-day trip that took in these extra destinations). It’s like … Continue reading First Reflections on Antarctica
It all began on Christmas Eve, somewhere in the South Atlantic. It was a dark and stormy night …
The Falklands – or Las Malvinas, as they are called in Argentina – hove on to my mental horizon on a windy day, threatening rain, in Bariloche, northern Patagonia.
When I saw the plume of spray erupting from the knobbly, broccoli-headed swathe of trees as the plane came into land, like steam pouring from a boiling kettle, I knew … Continue reading Through the jungle with a violet umbrella: Iguazu Falls
I arrived in Ushuaia on the night of Friday 11 December, after a 14 hour bus trip from Punta Natales in Chile that would have been gruelling if I hadn’t … Continue reading If You Go Down to the Woods Today …
Buenos Aires has its problems: obviously a big one is poverty, manifested clearly in things like the street children you see regularly on the subte (underground), the cartoneros (rubbish pickers) rummaging … Continue reading Hasta luego tango town